The two sisters-in-law approached the pool and wanted to have a good time. Suddenly, Yuhuan exclaimed that there was a snake. hugged Zhang. Zhang was so bold that he asked where the snake was? Yuhuan pointed to a huge lotus leaf, and sure enough, there was a big snake sleeping lazily. Zhang pushed away the jade ring, picked up a stone, and aimed at the snake and smashed it hard, where the stone was hit, but it hit the lotus pond and splashed.

On it was a black snake that had shed its skin, and when it was attacked, it raised its flat head the size of a lunch box, and its cold black body curved its scales and armor and slipped straight towards the pond shore grass. This frightened Zhang, she turned around and took Yuhuan's hand, ran back to the road lifelessly, and actually touched a moonflower that had just bloomed on the side of the road.

Seeing that they were scared away, Zhang Dahong spat in contempt, and squinted his eyes strangely and smiled.

At the beginning of the third watch, Zhang Dahong saw that the lights in the last bedroom where the staff lived were extinguished, and he was secretly happy, and his heart fluttered like a wild wind. As the door of the hall was already closed, he went around to one of the doors of the outer wall of the garden behind the house, entered the garden and ghostly entered the corridor, smelled the heavy snoring, and boldly stepped on the steps and walked to the door of the boudoir. "Gotta get it," he knocked three times, but there was no response in the room, and the door was closed so tightly that he couldn't reach through the latch of his fingers.

Miss, his voice didn't dare to be amplified, and it couldn't be too small, so he called a few times in a row, but there was still no response. He opened his palm and slammed the door twice, and the door made a "boom" sound.

Who? There was a voice in the boudoir, and I could hear that Yuhuan was asking.

It's me, Miss, be quiet. Zhang Dahong replied with a southern accent in his voice.

Which are you? Yuhuan asked inside

It's the little student downstairs with your brother in class R five classics and four books. Zhang Dahong's voice became smaller again, because Miss Mu was virtuous and beautiful, Teyin took the liberty of bowing at night, hoping that Miss would deign to accept her.

Since Wang Yuhuan went to enjoy the flowers during the day and peeked at Yang Chunlong in the corridor, his heart shook secretly. At this moment, she was sleeping lightly on the couch, and suddenly heard the knock on the door, and began to think that it was Yahuan, and it didn't feel like it when she listened carefully, which frightened her, and heard that it was the son of the study downstairs, and immediately replied happily, Meng Gongzi valued it, and the slave family was deeply honored.

She turned on the lamp, was choosing her clothes, and there was a small voice outside the door, Miss, don't turn on the light, if it is seen by someone who gets up to relieve her hands, how can Xiaosheng dodge?

Childe waits. Yuhuan saw that he was right, only wearing a pair of pants, blowing out the lamp in one breath, and was about to open the door, but hesitated, how could I recruit him in a dark way, if there is a shameful mistake, won't he be humiliated if he wears a gang? In this way, it is impossible to open the door. Therefore, she grabbed the door latch and said, Childe, it is good to talk to the slave family through the door, it is not appropriate to open the door too late at night, and she is afraid of gossip.

Unexpectedly, Yuhuan immediately changed his hexagram, Zhang Dahong, who pretended to be a son, was like a scoop of cold water, and his heart was cold, it was not good to push the doors and windows, and it was not good to force her to open it, and finally looked forward to it until late at night, and came to the door of the boudoir upstairs, only one step away from reaching the fragrant skin and jade skin, and asked him to go back, where is he willing?

In the midst of the emergency, there are some answers, Xiaosheng asks to see the heart, non-verbal can be expressed, if the young lady does not have doubts, open the door and wait for a while, if there is movement, Xiaosheng should retreat, if there is no movement, I don't have to be careful. Yuhuan was moved by what he said, thought about it reasonably, and went to worry, so he pulled the door latch gently.

When the tomboy heard the latch move, He Zeng waited, immediately pushed the door open, and raised his leg over the threshold. Yuhuan thought that it was the boy he saw during the day, and he was also very happy, so he hugged his waist and didn't move meekly. The tomboy scowled her face and lips lightly. The door was closed, and then the loose clothes and shoes were put into the tent with her. Exactly: the crow cleverly takes the phoenix's nest and makes a coquettish coquettish with the fake.

I have heard the rooster crow twice in such a trance. Yuhuan suddenly said, Childe, it's not too early. The tomboy arched over and got out of bed, touched his clothes, and said, Miss, see you tomorrow night.

After a few nights, where did the young lady find out? It is more affectionate to treat each other with clouds and rain. Zhang Dahong passed through the corridor from the back garden to the embroidery floor, and over time, a piece of flower that stepped down turned out to be a white ribbon-like road, but it was found by the careful Zhang when he entered the garden to enjoy the flowers, only suspected that the spring dragon and Yuhuan stepped out on a date at night. So, Zhang wanted to catch Gongzi and take the stolen evidence, and see where Yuhuan's face was placed.

It is the third autumn, the garden lotus pond grass and trees are withered, the red lotus fragrance is remnant, but I see the clusters of osmanthus floating frangipani, the clusters of golden chrysanthemums are strange, the murmuring purple swallow spits out a sad song and parting with difficulty, and the colorful butterflies hug a stem of autumn colors and wait to see.

At that moment, Zhang's went up to the embroidery building, Yuhuan sat down, she smiled and said, why should the little sister be polite? I came up for a ride and was content. I walked to the window again, opened the curtains, looked out the window, and sighed, yo, it's really interesting, standing here is enough scenery, little sister come and see, the outside is very open.

Yuhuan saw that her expression was wrong, and she said something insincerely, and was secretly panicking, for fear that the Zhang family would see through that matter and deliberately find a way to test it. But I wanted to see how she was tempted, so I walked to the window and said, my sister said that the scenery upstairs is good, welcome to watch more, and it is good to dispel the loneliness in the boudoir for my little sister.

Do you really welcome me? You see. She pointed to a newly stepped path in the garden outside the window, and wanted to tell what happened, but she felt that it was not stolen evidence, Yuhuan would blame her for slandering her innocence, and her mother-in-law knew that she couldn't get off the stage. She suddenly raised her hand and pointed to the village on the other side of the field, saying that the house was an oil shop, and now that it was autumn, the oil was stopped in the press, and I just smelled the fragrance of flowers and remembered the oil fragrance of the oil in the oil shop. Little sister, I like this embroidery building so much, the lake and mountains during the day, the wind and moon are boundless at night, it is fun.

Yuhuan said that he was wonderful, and his eyes kept looking out. Suddenly surprised to ask, last time we went to the garden and didn't see the road, why is there a road now? Which one didn't pay attention, and the moon flowers were all stepped on?

Zhang secretly thought: Could it be that the road was not stepped on by the son, if so, how could the young lady not know the reason? Is she deliberately pretending to be afraid that things will be revealed? Therefore, changing the topic, the flowers and trees will fall in autumn, regardless of whether it is a road or not. My little sister said that I am welcome to play more, can I sleep in a different bed with you tonight?

It's just that the little sister is used to sleeping in the embroidery building, and I'm afraid that I can't sleep well downstairs. Yuhuan remembered that Gongzi came over every night and lingered with him, so he was a little flustered, and said calmly.

Can't you sleep well after just one night? Zhang looked at her face, from red to blue and from green to red, and said in his heart: Hmph, it seems that she must have something to do with her son. Needless to say, the road in the garden must have been stepped on by Childe. Yuhuan was nervous, and Zhang really came to test it. If she agreed, she was afraid that her son would be in trouble if she came at night, and if she didn't agree, she would be even more suspicious. When Yuhuan was talking, he had an idea to parry, and said, if my sister can't sleep well, don't blame me.

Rest assured, how can you not sleep well? If you sleep dirty in my room, my sister will be a slave tomorrow and burn a pot of warm water for you to bathe. Zhang's face was smiling, and his words were mean, but he didn't show any traces.

Yuhuan felt ridiculed and displeased, and hoped that she would leave quickly, so that she could pass the message with her son. Zhang saw that Yuhuan was not amused, so he went downstairs.